The purchasing in the palace is managed by specialized personnel from the sixth department, so why would Mr. Zhao go out?
Feng Bailing, being cautious, pretended to check the seeds and did not leave.
"What about those rare flower seeds I asked you to buy?"
Mr. Zhao lowered his voice and asked.
The agricultural officer hurriedly took out several packets of seeds.
"There's no problem with the quality this time, right? The last batch all died, and Her Majesty slapped me ten times because of it."
Mr. Zhao frowned and scolded, pointing at the agricultural officer's nose.
Feng Bailing, listening from the side, thought to himself that Empress Xiao, who was known for her generosity in public, why would she blame a capable eunuch over some ungerminated seeds?
Unless, those seeds were very important.
"Mr. Zhao, not all seeds can germinate, it also depends on the climate and soil."
The agricultural officer said with a bitter face.
